Tonight, the Dragonstone Central Hospital was eerily quiet, and from the outside, it looked like a ghost building.

The inpatient building, which is usually lit up, is now lit only in one or two rooms, and the rest is shrouded in darkness.

In the evening, a covert patient transfer operation was quietly launched, led by the staff of the Abnormal Handling Bureau.

The explanation given to the outside world is that the central hospital was found to have an unstable foundation and needed to be reinforced overnight.

No one knows if it's true or not, but they can only do it.

At this time, two men were sitting in a hospital room.

One of them was holding half a watermelon in his hand, and he was using a spoon to dig through the bright red flesh and put it into his mouth, eating it with great pleasure.

In front of them, there was a small TV, which was playing all the scenes in the next room, that is, the ward where Yuan Wei was.

Fang Zhe ate the watermelon one bite at a time, and said vaguely: "Eh, next time I will buy watermelon at the old man's stall, it's so sweet." ”

Zheng Siming nodded, suddenly listened carefully to something, and said softly: "Shh, did you hear the sound of high heels stepping on the floor." ”

Fang Zhe also listened attentively for a while, and then frowned: "I only seem to have heard, you seem to have farted just now." ”

Zheng Siming replied to the other party with a roll of his eyes, and then continued to look at the screen seriously.

At first, everything seemed to be normal in the ward where Yuan Wei was, the man was sleeping soundly on the hospital bed, and there was no change in his surroundings.

Soon, though, something strange happened.

The two stopped eating watermelon and stared at the screen intently.

They saw that Yuan Wei, who had been sleeping well, suddenly got up, like a puppet, closed his eyes and shook his body to open the door in the ward, and then climbed back into bed to sleep.

I thought that the character I was looking forward to tonight was about to appear, but I didn't expect that after a few seconds, Yuan Wei got up again, ran to the door barefoot and closed the door.

Yuan Wei, who had just been lying down for a long time, got up again after a while, and this time he not only opened the door, but even opened the window.

Then the man lay down and fell asleep.

Fang Zhe showed a bitter face: "Don't tell me, this person is also out of control?" ”

Zheng Siming shook his head with a serious face: "No, I guess the man in the raincoat is here, this is obviously the influence of the magnetic domain, but I don't feel the magnetic field fluctuation at all, even if it's next door to us!" ”

Just as the two were talking, Yuan Wei got up again on the screen, he first closed the door he had opened, and then just as he was about to close the window, he suddenly heard him scream.

Because it's right next door, you don't have to be able to hear it through the monitor.

Zheng Siming stood up from the stool with a "poof", but Fang Zhe grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Wait, the protagonist hasn't appeared yet, you're in a hurry." ”

The two then continued to look at the screen.

Sure enough, not long after Yuan Wei finished calling, he went back to the hospital bed and lay down.

The whole hospital was quiet again.

But after a while, Yuan Wei began to struggle desperately on the hospital bed, and Zheng Siming clearly saw that from under the hospital bed, a hand stretched out!

The hand grasped the floor, moving outward little by little, followed by the whole arm, the head, the half of the body, the whole body.

A man in a raincoat crawled out from under the bed like this, and then got up and stood beside Yuan Wei's bed.

Zheng Siming immediately said: "Go"! hurriedly opened the door and rushed out, Fang Zhe had no choice but to follow.

They hadn't seen the screen at all because they had just gone out, and at this time, another person in a colorful female costume also crawled out.

Yuan Wei was still lying on the bed struggling desperately, and he saw him pinching his neck with both hands, and his legs kicking desperately against the air.

The man in the raincoat and another person in a woman's costume stood by the bed and watched the scene.

Just then, they heard an angry roar coming from outside the door of the ward.

"Sending warmth is coming~!"

Immediately after, the locked door was kicked open.

However, when Fang Zhe and Zheng Siming rushed into the house, they were surprised to find that in addition to the man in the raincoat, there was also a man in a colorful costume standing aside.

Needless to guess, this must be the patient in bed number five with a cross-dressing quirk.

I saw that the face of the fifth bed patient was covered with thick makeup, the foundation was like a powder puff on the face, the ridiculously long false eyelashes hung above the eyes, and the small lips were smeared with bright red lipstick, as if stained with blood.

Weird and ugly.

When he saw Zheng Siming and Fang Zhe rushing in, he didn't panic at all, but threw an extremely charming look at those two people.

said that it was too late, Fang Zhe immediately grabbed the door and fled, without bringing his head back.

Zheng Siming: "... ”

Zheng Siming originally wanted Fang Zhe to take the initiative to assign who to deal with, after all, he had difficulty choosing.

But now I have to worry about it, and I have to deal with two people in one go.

"That's Fang Zhe who is not a reliable dog!"

Zheng Siming made up his mind that he must sue Yang Haixin when he goes back.

The ward was filled with a strange atmosphere, and the temperature plummeted.

The patient in bed No. 5 was also stunned by Fang Zhe's actions, but he quickly regained his expression, and an extremely strange voice came out of his throat: "Yo, the dogleg of the processing bureau, is it cool to be walked by labor and management during this time?" ”

His voice is a very deep male voice, but there is a female shrill voice mixed in it, as if a person is making two sounds at the same time, which is very weird.

Zheng Siming didn't speak, he directly opened the robe on his body, and inside, there were small short knives hanging with cold light, hanging on the mezzanine of the robe one by one.

When he saw the man in the raincoat raise his hand and was about to reach out to Yuan Wei, who was still struggling frantically, Zheng Siming quickly threw out a flying knife.

The cold flashed, but the knife was grabbed by the five-bed patient, very easily. I saw him staring at the small short knife in his hand with a smile, and then moved his gaze to Zheng Siming's face: "Your robe is good-looking, if there is a women's model, I will want one." ”

Suddenly, the five-bed patient threw out the extremely bright clothing on his body, and there was a relatively ordinary women's knitted sweater with mud inside.

Zheng Siming dodged the oncoming costume sideways, and he just wanted to act, but suddenly heard a snort in his ears, and a ghostly voice appeared behind him.

"Why don't you pick one for me?"

Zheng Siming's scalp was numb instantly, and the patient in bed No. 5 who was originally standing opposite him disappeared in an instant, and actually appeared directly behind him.

"What kind of ability is this?"

didn't have time to think about it, Zheng Siming quickly turned around and threw out two flying knives, one was slapped off by the other party's hand, and the other was directly bitten by the other party with his teeth.

The five-bed patient spit out the flying knife in his mouth, and said with an unhappy face: "Phew, I said how can there be a dog leg of the processing bureau to throw this thing at the runaway person, the feeling is smeared with poison, you little dog leg, but the heart and eyes are a little bad." ”

Zheng Siming didn't care about him, and directly bumped into the raincoat man.

At this moment, a panting Fang Zhe appeared outside the door, only to see him holding a princess dress in one hand and a pair of blue and white striped underwear in the other.

"Hey! Two dead perverts, who of you wants this beautiful panties in my hand, and who wants this beautiful princess dress in my hand. ”

Due to the fact that the five-bed patient had shifted his position, he was currently standing not far from the door, and when Fang Zhe's voice appeared, he turned around directly, and under the exaggerated makeup was a face distorted to the extreme by anger: "Who do you call a pervert!" ”

"Bang!"

At this time, Zheng Siming had already slammed into the window directly with the raincoat and fell straight down from the 11th floor.

The fifth-bed patient looked at Fang Zhe faintly, the man was stared at so terribly that he directly threw away the clothes in his hand and ran away.

In the corridor, Fang Zhe ran wildly in front of him, and a bloodstained piece of clothing floated behind him.

The man lying on the hospital bed was no longer struggling, his legs straight, his face flushed, his eyes staring straight at the ceiling.

Yuan Wei is still dead.